"The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing."

                --Archilochus

Glenn Reynolds:
"Heh."

Barack Obama:
"Impossible to transcend."

Albert A. Gore, Jr.:
"An incontinent brute."

Rev. Jeremiah Wright:
"God damn the Gentleman Farmer."

Friends of GF's Sons:
"Is that really your dad?"

Kickball Girl:
"Keeping 'em alive until 7:45."

Hired Hand:
"I think . . . we forgot the pheasant."




I'm an
Alcoholic Yeti
in the
TTLB Ecosystem



Thursday, September 07, 2006

September 7, 1976

I graduated from law school in May, turned 25 in June, and took the bar examination (New Jersey -- a real one) on July 28 and 29. On September 7, 1976, your humble and obedient servant reported as instructed at 9:00 a.m. to the headquarters building of the United States Department of Justice in Washington, D.C. to begin work as a trial attorney.

With the exception of a short gap of less than two years, I've been here ever since.

Calendar 1977 was my first year of full-time employment. The Government of the United States of America paid me gross income of $18,244.80. I paid federal income tax of $2,700, District of Columbia income tax was $990.

Comments on "September 7, 1976"

 

Blogger Wilhelm said ... (10:35 AM) : 

I have this vague recollection that the first President Bush once referred to September 7th as the day of infamy. At the time, everyone thought that it was just another one of his slips of the tongue. I wonder.

 

Blogger Handsome Dan said ... (4:04 PM) : 

How things have changed.

Qualifications General Scale (GS) Pay Grade and Annual Base Salary 2006 Annual Salary for Washington, D.C. Area (Including Locality Pay)

Candidates with a law degree (J.D. or equivalent)

GS-11, step 1: $54,272

BTW, what do you suppose is the "equivalent" of a J.D.? A taxidermist license? A SAG card? Just wondering.

Boola, boola.

 

Blogger Village Idiot said ... (4:26 PM) : 

When GF arrived, qualifications included heavy smoking and heavier drinking. But no drinking in the office before 1:00 p.m. Ashtrays all around, bottles in the bottom drawer of (at least) every third desk. For attorneys over 50, bottles in the bottom drawers of 2 of 3 desks.

Trust me.

Then they started hiring girls, and the place went all to Hell.

 

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